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[toconquerfear]

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[inforapound]

[Silence. He knows he shouldn't be thinking it. Shouldn't even suggest it. It would be too much like the old days. Too much like all their trips to Switzerland. Still...she sounds so tired.]

I you wanted, I wouldn't mind having you along Miss.

[toconquerfear]

[ She gives him a sharp look in the rearview mirror, trying to read his expression. ]

And get my mind off of Gotham?

[ That's not happening. ]

[inforapound]

[He looks at her for a moment before focusing on the road again. His shoulder slump. He'd had known it had been out of line. Of course she can't go. Won't go. Which means he won't go either. He has to stay here, just in case she needs him again.]

Guess not.

[toconquerfear]

Alfred, I wish it were that simple, but -- you know it isn't. There's too much work to do.

[inforapound]

[There's a soft, sad sigh.] I know, poppet. I know. [He hasn't called her that since she was small. But he still adores her and he's still here for her.]